We rode through some Amish country yesterday, but we didn't stop for any pictures.

I headed back by myself today for another look.

It is easy to tell the Amish from the non-Amish. Hint, it's not the size of the farm as they are farming some rather large acreages. 

No tractors, cars, or trucks.

They still use machinery, but mostly implements designed to be pulled behind a tractor that now use an intermediate hitch that is harnessed to the horse.

It is a very clean look

Also seems very peaceful

I took a picture of this man coming up the road.

As he got closer, he bowed his head to hide his face apparently.

Equipment from the turn of the century.

I hope they hand weeding that whole field!

A side delivery rake they pull using the intermediate hitch.

This guy was angry that I took his picture. I told him I didn't that I took a picture of his horse and carriage. He called me a liar! I wasn't!

Downtown Cashton, may have been the same guy.

One I've not seen before this trip.

I ran Aumock!

It was nice starting out.

but soon turned south!

It then merged with this road. It should have been called Goose Grease it was so slippery!

but also quite pretty!

Goats make everything fun.......can you believe the one on top was named Lanny?

This guy/gal kept braying at me until I took her/his picture.

I had some authentic Mexican food in Richland Center, WI

Surprisingly to me, it was!

....and very good!!

Country yard art!

Looks like ones missing.

Some days you're the art, some days you're the artist, must be out drawing something in a field.

We began our ride this morning with a stop at a memorial for the brothers and sisters that have already passed on.

Connie, the lady just left of Gord kneeling for the picture, lost her husband this last year.

Our leader has forgotten that some bikes can't go as far as others before refueling.

Oh oh, now He's forgot where he's going!  :)

Everyone split up and went their own way so I stopped for lunch, and aspirin for my neck. After that I finally got to try my adventurous setting on my GPS. It works great!!

After a short nap (hey, I'm getting old), we rode to Tower Junction and had a great fish fry buffet.

The restaurant

After dinner, Gord and I took the adventurous route back to the motel.

We were both enjoying the gentle peacefulness of this beautiful setting.

The guy that owns this bike built it from the ground up including the frame.

The engine is a 37 Ford flathead.

He also owns the Valkerie

It does sound like an old Ford truck going down the road.

We're meeting this morning at the Unique Cafe for breakfast.

The VROC folks are scattered throughout the restaurant so we have to move around to visit everyone.

I think Jim may have been off roading his Wing.

Getting in the Que to head out on today's ride. 

Oh oh, leader's down and we haven't even left the parking lot. 

Lush vegetation here in Wisconsin.

It makes for some very beautiful and pleasant riding.

I think we broke the all time slow record with an average speed under thirty mph.

Water does a body well

Flowers too!

The Thursday evening meet and greet

I forgot my comb, but I remembered to get a low carb beer.

Jim, KT, and Sherm and me in phone pic.

Fly has his hands full!

Sixteen years ago Fly did a burnout inside the bar. It's still there.

They had bought pizza but Sherm and I are no carb right now so we went next door and had a grilled chicken salad. When we got back people were already heading back to the motel.

Jim and KT heading back to the campground. I won't mention they are on the wrong side of the street. :)

Stuart's son is riding his bike back to the motel.

Awesome cloud!

I took the long way back to the motel and had this young buck cross the road in front of me.

It's fun to watch a Whitetail flash his flag!

The Boscobel High School

Self explaining.

The Pump, not running at the moment.